#letitialewis

thank you kim, my love 💗jillian came up with this idea and i hope you like it! max wanted it to be more angsty but i just couldn’t do it...

now closed for prompts!!

word count: 514

500 Words for 500 Followers - #94 “I could think of worse ways to die.”

As soon as TK wakes up, he notices that the bed is empty next to him. Considering they both fell asleep in the middle of the afternoon, wrapped in each other's arms, TK finds it a little strange. Honestly, he would love nothing more than to curl up against his boyfriend and continue to lay there for the rest of the day.

But his curiosity gets the best of him and he forces himself to get out of bed. Stepping out of the bedroom, TK’s nostrils are immediately filled with a savoury smell that he can’t quite put his finger on. 

The site that greets him in the kitchen immediately puts a smile on his face; Carlos standing at the stove, stirring something in a pot and mumbling the words to his favorite song, oblivious to the fact that TK is now watching him.

“Mmm, this smells delicious. What are you making?” TK says, coming up to Carlos from behind and wrapping his arms around him. The other man jumps at first but softens in TK’s embrace. 

Up closer, TK can now see that Carlos is stirring a pot of maroon red liquid that smells even better up close. 

Carlos smirks, leaning over to press a soft kiss to TK’s lips. “Well it was supposed to be a surprise. But my mom gave me a recipe for the pie she used to make all the time when I was a kid.”

“Ooh, I’m excited to try it.”

“I’m excited for you to try it,” Carlos says. “Wait until you taste it. The way the berries interact is like a symphony in your mouth.”

“Sounds incredible,” TK smiles before he processes exactly what Carlos just said. “Wait, what kind of berries are in this?”

“Uh, blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries,” he lists off. “Is that okay?”

“Oh yeah, it sounds delicious,” TK laughs lightly. “I am allergic to raspberries though.”

“Oh shit, TK. I had no idea!” 

“It’s fine,” TK says, reassuring his boyfriend’s worried expression. “It’s not that bad of an allergy, I’m sure it would be fine to have a little taste.”

Carlos glares at him. “You cannot be serious, TK.”

“I really want to try it,” he pouts.

“I’m not letting you risk an allergic reaction just so you can try it. No way.”

“Oh come on, Carlos. I can think of worse ways to die,” he jokes lightly but Carlos isn’t hearing it.

“This isn’t funny, TK.”

“Okay, okay,” TK resigns and Carlos gives him a sympathetic smile.

“You know, I can always just adjust the recipe…”

“I mean it’s not the same,” TK pouts. “But I guess it’s better than nothing.”

“I promise I will make it just as, if not more delicious,” Carlos offers while pulling TK in for a hug. When they break, he gives him a smile. “You understand why I can’t let you eat this no matter how much you pout, right?”

“Yeah, I do,” TK gives him a small smile and chuckles lightly. “You said the adjusted recipe will be better?”

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